Letters

Here I am again. With my paper and pen. I am writing another letter. Even though it won't make anything better. I always write to you every day. There was still a lot I needed to say. I can't believe it's been so long. Without your presence it feels so wrong. I want to hear your voice. But I don't have a choice. I want to see your face. But the world is a messed up place. I have piles and piles of these letters in my room. But they will never get sent to you anytime soon. Because you in the heavens, away and a far. And there is no address for you in the stars. So I say goodnight with no reply. As I look at the stars in the sky. Choked up with no words with so much to say. As I continue to write you letters day by day.